Confession; Or, The Blind Heart. A Domestic StorySimms, William Gilmore
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Confession; Or, The Blind Heart. A Domestic Story
Simms, William Gilmore
Domestic fiction
The fellow was all promises; and I penned a billet to Julia which, in
few words, briefly prepared her to expect my attendance at her house
at three in the afternoon of the very day when her nuptials were
contemplated. I then proceeded to a friend--Kingsley--the friend who had
served me in the meeting with Perkins; a bold, dashing, frank fellow,
who loved nothing better than a frolic which worried one of the parties;
and who, I well knew, would relish nothing more than to baffle Perkins
in a love affair, as we had already done in one of strife. To him
I unfolded my plan and craved his assistance, which was promised
instantly. My female friend, the relative of Julia, whose assistance
had been already given us, and whose quarrel with Mrs. Clifford in
consequence, had spiced her determination to annoy her still further
whenever occasion offered, was advised of our plans; and William
Edgerton readily undertook what seemed to be the most innocent part of
all, to procure a priest to officiate for us, at the house of the lady
in question, and at the appointed time.
My new retainer, Peter, brought me due intelligence of the delivery
of the note, in secret, to Julia, and a verbal answer from her made me
sanguine of success. The day came, and the hour; and in obedience to
our plan, my friend, Kingsley, proceeded boldly to the dwelling of Mrs.
Clifford, just as that lady had taken her seat at the dinner-table,
requesting to see and speak with her on business of importance. The
interview was vouchsafed him, though not until the worthy lady
had instructed the servant to say that she was just then at the
dinner-table, and would be glad if the gentleman would call again.
But the gentleman regretted that he could not call again. He was from
Kentucky, desirous of buying slaves, and must leave town the next
morning for the west. The mention of his, occupation, as Mrs. Clifford
had slaves to sell, was sufficient to persuade her to lay down the knife
and fork with promptness; and the servant was bade to show the Kentucky
gentleman, into the parlor. Our arrangement was, that, with the
departure of the lady from the table Julia should leave it also--descend
the stairs, and meet me at the entrance.
Trembling almost to fainting, the poor girl came to me, and I received
her into my arms, with something of a tremor also. I felt the prize
would be one that I should be very loath to lose; and joy led to
anxiety, and my anxiety rendered me nervous to a womanly degree. But
I did not lose my composure and when I had taken her into my arms, I
thought it would be only a prudent precaution to turn the key in the
outer dour, and leave it somewhere along the highway. This I did,
absolutely forgetting, that, in thus securing myself against any sudden
pursuit, I had also locked up my friend, the Kentucky trader.
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